How to Live as a Magician in the Martial Arts World Episode 39
Chapter 9. The Lion of the Martial Arts Alliance (3)
Cheon Yeo-hyang laughed.
“Why do you think so?”
“I just thought it was a bit strange in a lot of ways.”
In fact, Jegal Hyunmong had been feeling uneasy since the moment he heard that the Magic Book had disappeared.
If, as Cheon Yeo-hyang said, someone was coveting the Magic Book, it would be strange to have waited until now.
Isn’t it questionable whether there really is a thief so bold as to wait for the messenger of the Murim Alliance to arrive and then steal the magic book?
Also, it took a long time for someone to come from the Murim Alliance.
If the Magic Book was really that important, shouldn’t it have come sooner?
Besides, strictly speaking, the Nokrim Road Alliance should receive a reward from the Murim Alliance.
Even if he had lost the magic book, his attitude was so overbearing that it felt unnatural.
As if to see how it would turn out.
“Isn’t it?”
“Do you have a certificate?”
“Isn’t it in the arms of Cheon Yeo-hyang’s female servant right now? It’s the book of magic of Gal Sa-ryang.”
“… … That’s amazing. I was suppressing the magic with my internal energy. Did you see it with the magic from the warehouse?”
“I noticed that earlier.”
“This forest formation too? Did you spread it out in advance?”
“That’s right. Oh, the one who prepared to unfold this was Zhuge Jun Sohyeop.”
I had a feeling something was going to happen.
‘The preparations we made in the first place may have been meaningless.’
I think that the Murim Alliance may have already decided on a policy in advance.
At best, he came to get a magic book. It would be one thing for an inspector to come, but it was strange to anyone who saw that he was accompanied by a warrior from the Murim Alliance.
It didn’t seem like he had simply come to receive the magic book.
That’s why Jegal Hyunmong had already asked that a camp be set up in the forest in case of an emergency.
It wasn’t that I had any intention of being hostile, but I wanted to take measures to protect myself in case of an emergency.
“So, this was some kind of test?”
“That’s what it is.”
Cheon Yeo-hyang admitted it obediently.
“Why? If you were testing the Great Dragon’s Kingdom or the Green Forest Road Alliance, then I wouldn’t mind, but why me?”
“Are you really asking because you don’t know?”
“I think I know, but I still want to hear it myself.”
“In fact, Confucius is getting a lot of attention from a lot of people.”
“What should I pay attention to… … .”
“Shall I recite your history? You started out as a student in an ordinary small country, and soon after, you played a major role in destroying a group of bandits who were causing chaos in the area. Because your appearance was like the reincarnation of Zhuge Liang, you earned the nickname of “Muhou Jaerim”. Not only that, you played a major role in forming a single force by bringing together the three groups of Daeryongpyo-guk, Haomun’s branch, Man-geum-jeon-jang, and Cheol-hwa-bang, which were called the “Zhengshi Zhonggan”. Is there anything wrong with this?”
“doesn’t exist.”
“Now, by forming a connection with the Sega’s later indices through some means and by chasing down Mines, we have gained the reputation of the Green Forest Alliance and have solidified its status.”
“What do you mean by building up your inner strength?”
Cheon Yeo-hyang responded as if asking what he was talking about.
“I heard that after catching the man who was serially murdering bandits, the nearby bandits are now volunteering to join the Nokrim Road Alliance.”
“… … I didn’t know.”
Did things start progressing like that while I wasn’t paying attention for a moment?
While Jegal Hyunmong was speechless, Cheon Yeo-hyang became more excited and continued her explanation.
“It’s good that you know now. Anyway, in the process, Confucius’s fame is spreading far and wide. In the Nokrim Road Alliance, there is a top-class master called the Bandit King, and with him is Ji-nang (智囊), so he is truly the best in the world. A wave of Nokrim will come to the martial arts world… … That’s what it is.”
My head hurts so bad.
From Jegal Hyunmong’s point of view, it was something he had not intended to do, but the problem was that other people did not think that way at all.
“How is it, Zhuge Liang? Isn’t it strange? A scholar from a family of scholars who had a lot of debt, suddenly transformed into a different person and did something like this.”
Of course it was strange.
Even as he thought that, Jegal Hyunmong moved his mouth.
“Humans have infinite possibilities. I think it is a very possible story, as the saying goes, waiting is chronic. It is a story that can happen anywhere in the vast world.”
“Wow. Zhuge Shi has met many people, but Confucius is the best. It’s amazing how he can confidently say things that even he himself doesn’t believe.”
“How can I be compared to them? Please take that statement away.”
“That’s not a compliment.”
Jegal Hyunmong sighed.
Listening to Cheon Yeo-hyang’s words, I couldn’t help but feel like I was a suspicious person.
I wanted to sigh one way or another, but it wasn’t the time.
‘Let’s think positively.’
If we can just get over this hurdle, everything will go smoothly.
“So that’s why you did this?”
“I was curious about what kind of person you were. What intentions or ambitions led you to do this. As a Murim Alliance, we needed to find out.”
‘No, but setting fire to it was a bit much.’
The words were rising to the top of Zhuge Xuanmong’s throat, but he tried hard to suppress them.
The opponent was a top martial arts master.
Thinking back on the story of the plum blossom fairy that I heard from Samarin, I think it would be better to think that it ended here.
“… … Furthermore, what you are using may not be magic, but it is extremely strange. It is a magic technique that is difficult to understand in terms of its principles and origins, truly like a fairy. Since its identity is unknown, shouldn’t we be careful?”
“As I said, I am a descendant of the Suljong clan, a member of the Jegal family. The magic techniques I use originated from there.”
“Then why did you only come to prominence now? If you had that ability, you could have created a better environment than you have now.”
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After finishing her words, Cheon Yeo-hyang looked at Jegal Hyeon-mong.
It seemed as if he was telling me to say something if I had anything to say.
Zhuge Xuanmong let out a long sigh and said.
“So, Your Majesty, do I look like a mine?”
“… … Certainly, it doesn’t seem to be a mine.”
It’s not like mines always walk around emitting magic. Skilled mines conceal their magic just like ordinary people.
However, when it is inevitable that one will reveal one’s magic or when one is psychologically disturbed, one cannot help but release magical energy. At least, there was no such thing for Jegal Hyunmong.
If Jegal Hyunmong’s magic was in contact with demonic power, how would Cheon Yeo-hyang react when he casted magic on her?
“But I can’t just leave it alone.”
“Why?”
“If something like this can happen so soon after Confucius appeared in the martial arts world, what will happen in the future?”
Cheon Yeo-hyang’s words were so persuasive that even Jegal Hyunmong was convinced for a moment.
“I just swatted the sparks away from my eyes.”
“But there is a possibility that more sparks will fly in the future, so wouldn’t it be better to stay under the protection of the Murim Alliance?”
Cheon Yeo-hyang also wanted to secure Jegal Hyunmong in some way.
First, I was envious of Zhuge Xuanmong’s abilities.
Secondly.
“In my view, Confucius is dangerous in many ways. He gained too much fame in a short period of time. And… … that’s not all.”
“It seems that the change I am bringing is dangerous.”
Cheon Yeo-hyang nodded.
There is something called a mine in the current martial arts world.
A being that deviates from common sense, closer to a monster than a human, like a monstrous, powerful god.
And such beings tend to appear in the midst of chaos. Since Jegal Hyunmong could be the one who would bring about such chaos, Cheon Yeo-hyang, who was supervising Min, found it difficult to take such a risk.
Even though he understood Cheon Yeo-hyang’s words, Jegal Hyun-mong had no intention of joining the Murim Alliance.
“It might be a good change.”
“Can you prove it?”
“Is this proof?”
Jegal Xuanmong instinctively realized that this question and answer was a crossroads.
Depending on the following answer, Cheon Yeo-hyang’s behavior will also change significantly.
So, instead of answering right away, Jegal Hyunmong closed his eyes and thought deeply. Then he quickly came to a conclusion.
‘In the end, there’s only one thing I can do.’
All these changes came from one thing.
Shouldn’t one thing be to prove that the change is positive?
magic.
Jegal Hyunmong opened his eyes after gathering his thoughts.
“Cheon Yeo-hyeop. Would you like to make a bet with me?”
“… … What are you talking about all of a sudden?”
“If I say something, Lady Cheon will say it’s impossible. If I can make it possible, I win the bet, but if not, Lady Cheon will win. I will devote myself to the Murim Alliance. However, if I win, please watch over me for a while.”
Cheon Yeo-hyang frowned at Ami.
It sounded very confident when you just heard it, but it was actually very advantageous for Cheon Yeo-hyang.
‘Because I have to admit first that it’s impossible.’
Cheon Yeo-hyang, who had been thinking for a moment, nodded. Then, as if he had been waiting, Jegal Hyunmong pointed to Cheon Yeo-hyang’s back with his finger.
“That wooden sword. I heard it was made from plum tree.”
“Yes. Do you know? Plum blossoms are the most beautiful flowers in the world, and the plum trees that bloom them are the most wonderful trees in the world. That’s why I made a wooden sword from that tree. Oh! I didn’t kill anything that was unholy. Here’s how I made it… .”
“The swordsmanship with that wooden sword was also beautiful. I guess it was a swordsmanship based on plum blossoms?”
“That’s right. You’re so good at recognizing things! Do you recognize this beauty?!”
‘It’s a little scary.’
It didn’t seem like she said much, but Cheon Yeo-hyang’s words became faster and her voice became a little louder. There was a slight blush on her face.
At that sight, Jegal Hyunmong felt slightly awakened.
Just a moment ago, it definitely had a mysterious and elegant immortal feel to it, but now, what should I say?
He was someone I wanted to stay away from.
“So?”
“It was a great swordsmanship, but there was one thing missing.”
Cheon Yeo-hyang’s excited expression suddenly turned cold.
“… … I heard that Confucius didn’t know martial arts.”
“That is now a false story. I know martial arts now. I learned a method.”
“Ah, the Dharma… … So? From the perspective of a Confucius who has learned the Dharma, what do you think my sword lacks?”
At Zhuge Xuanmong’s words, Cheon Yeo-hyang’s eyes grew even colder.
“I am painting a black plum blossom, but there is no fragrance, so how can I say that I have fully expressed the plum blossom?”
“… … !”
The words that came out of Jegal Hyeonmong’s mouth struck Cheon Yeo-hyang’s mind.
The voice that penetrated my ears struck my eardrums, and my brain interpreted the words of Jegal Hyunmong that I heard as my eardrums vibrated.
‘Could this also be some kind of magic?’
Those were such sweet and heart-wrenching words.
I tried to raise my internal energy just in case, but my agitated mind did not calm down.
It was such a wonderful idea. I wondered why I hadn’t thought of it before…
Then I came to my senses.
“No, that’s impossible. Talk about reasonable things! How can you smell plum blossoms when swinging a sword?”
Jegal Hyunmong smiled brightly at the extremely common-sense counterargument.
“You said it was impossible.”
“… … !”
“Could you please lend me that wooden sword for a moment?”
“A wooden sword?”
“Yes. I don’t think there’s any problem with me holding a wooden sword, right?”
“… … You have to handle it with care.”
Jegal Hyunmong nodded and received the wooden sword from Cheon Yeo-hyang.
The wooden sword was dirty from long use, but it was clean without a single thorn. Zhuge Xuanmong held it and recalled the flow of Cheon Yeo-hyang’s internal energy just now.
The energy of Cheon Yeo-hyang’s internal energy method resembled a plum tree.
All living things contain energy.
The plum tree that became the wooden sword is now dead, but it must have once held energy.
‘Then what if we connect those flows?’
If we could carve a ritual to allow the energy to flow again into the plum tree, it would be a passage for the energy to flow.
Perhaps, just for a little while, the plum tree will be able to flow with energy as if it were alive again.
It was a similar principle to making a magic wand.
However, it was a task that required a much higher level of concentration than simply making a magic wand.
Since what was flowing was internal energy, not magic power, that had to be taken into consideration as well.
‘It’s not enough to just let the energy flow.’
Connect the severed energy vein, apply a spell to amplify vitality, and control the two spells so that they do not conflict with each other…
It was a complex and careful task, like unraveling a complex tangled thread.
one side.
‘What are you doing?’
Cheon Yeo-hyang was curious to see that Jegal Hyunmong was very focused, but she waited.
Since he had been given the chance to prove himself, it was Cheon Yeo-hyang’s duty to wait.
And after a while.
“Cheon Yeo-hyeop, I will return the wooden sword to you.”
“… … .”
Cheon Yeo-hyang was handed a wooden sword.
‘It’s warm.’
Jegal Hyunmong was holding the wooden sword by its blade, so it was not because of his body temperature that he felt warm.
When I picked up the sword, I felt a sense of unity as if it was fitting comfortably in my hand.
As if breathing together with you.
“… … What did you do?”
“Swing it with all your might. I will answer you with that.”
Seeing is believing.
Cheon Yeo-hyang nodded and swung her wooden sword.
“… … !”
The faint but all the more wistful scent of plum blossoms wafted past Cheon Yeo-hyang’s nose.
It felt as if lightning was striking from the crown to the Yongcheon point.
Until now, never once in my life did I think that something like that would be possible.
And when Cheon Yeo-hyang realized that it was possible, she closed her eyes without realizing it.
It was a time of enlightenment.
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Indeed, Cheon Yeo-hyang had two nicknames.
One is Plum Blossom. And the other is called by a nickname… … .
‘Plum Blossom Madwoman.’
“I have been very rude, Master Jegal Hyeonmong. I hope my rudeness did not offend you. If so, please accept the girl’s apology. Should I kneel? Should I kneel now? Now, look. I have knelt. I, the inspector of the Murim Alliance, Cheon Yeo-hyang, have knelt.”
“I’m fine, so please go back to how I was before… … .”
Jegal Hyunmong was sweating profusely as he pleaded, feeling a different kind of fear than before.
